Sesenta Memorias Perdidas
Love of Lesbian
Sixty Lost Memories
Looking at windows, I can spend
A couple of mornings or an eternity
Imagining what's behind the curtains
Then a path without you appears
And an alarm reminds me that, as I go to sleep
I had sixty lost memories
But, if one day you saw me
Floating alone
Finally you could think
It's official, I've gone crazy for you
For now, it's good
We're doing very, very well
I might be able to do it again
If I forget it's your anniversary
Therapy is improving me
Some days I am and other days I know
Nostalgia always leaves me fragile
My emotional dissatisfaction
Keeps asking for your bed and ritual
Which are your heavens in microdoses
Sometimes I wish to hug much more
The indelible seal of all friendship
And, although I know it, sometimes I am cold
They always tell me
Leave your head and listen to your heart
But what to do when your heart
Is fucked up in the head?
For now, it's good
We're doing very, very well
I might be able to do it again
If I forget it's your anniversary
It's just that sometimes it tires
And exhausts our soul, the performance
It's six in the morning
Don't turn on the light
I still don't want to surrender the weapons
Don't turn on the light
It's just that time passes
And always wins the competition
It's just that sometimes it tires
And exhausts our soul, the performance
Escape, escape
Sixty lost memories, and it was you
Escape, escape
